After reading this, Wang Wu somewhat understood how the Death Seekers Camp operated. The main seal led the subsidiary seals; once the main seal was activated, the subsidiary seals would be activated as well, yielding an entire camp of demon soldiers and death warriors who feared no death.
No wonder that in the previous battle, the airborne demons had burst into balls of blazing flame the moment they crossed the center line, moving at astonishing speed and charging forward without fear of death.
In a sense, this really was a good thing.
It could actually contain 2,000 Vitality Points.
Wang Wu admitted that he was a little tempted.
Next came applying the Death-Seeking subsidiary seals to all the Death Seekers Camp recruits. Wang Wu had thought that the vast crowd before him all belonged to his Ninth Camp. At first glance, their quality even seemed quite good, with no shortage of powerful demons who appeared to be fifth-grade or sixth-grade.
But unfortunately, Wang Wu had been thinking too much.
That one-eyed ferocious tiger continued stepping forward to call names: Niu Dali, Yuan Datou, Lang Xiaobai, Xiang Wudi, Hu Santiao, Hu Weiba, Bao Feihua...
They were all camp commanders from the various Death Seekers Camps, from the First Camp through the Eighth Camp.
Only after they had completed their respective branding did they begin selecting Death Seekers Camp recruits.
As the commander of the First Death Seekers Camp, Niu Dali seemed to possess special privileges. He strode up and picked as he pleased, choosing either those powerful enough or those delicious enough to eat.
Once he had selected a full ten thousand, he left proudly with his command banner.
Then Wang Wu watched helplessly as the other camp commanders openly took out all kinds of benefits and stuffed them into the